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Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life define yourself.

quote by Harvey Fierstein
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Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.

quote by Harvey Fierstein
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Definition

Definition
What does that mean?

The meaning of life
The meaning of who you are
The meaning of our dreams

How can we define?
What all that really means

Is it the definition of?
Life
Dose that mean we can be
Anything we want to be
Or is it simply
Do what you say
And be forever free

Is it the definition of?
Who you are
Accept your fallacies
And be a better
Human being

Is it the definition of?
Our dreams
Dream the impossible
And live up to your dreams
And make them all real

Who really knows?
What it all really means

poem by Kaila George
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Theses, faeces, syntheses

O the language of the thesis!
O the octopus of Academe!

‘As I argued in my previous book,
‘Some definitions of ‘definition’ in contemporary philosophy’ –
an argument which I hope to pursue
in a following volume, (and I quote) :
‘to define what we mean by ‘definition’
we must first consider
the nature of definition:
can it be itself defined? Is
its definition itself a retreat
from what definition defines? …’

and the wood of academic chairs
creaking as a lecture ends,
from which once the young sap rose
like the hope of definition
dries, decays and dessicates.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Salt Is.... Just Salty

There's so much in this world I cannot explain
The greatest scholars try in vain
Not because the knowledge is so loft
Not because we're growing soft
Nor because it's abstract
But in fact
Quite the opposite
Because some words there's just not a definition that can fit
The problem doesn't come from the objects
It's the simplicity that does perplex
Even the wisest of us all
Our logic does fall
Because it is so far below
How do we define the? What about slow
There's salt, and memory, and even know
What do we know if we don't know such words
People complain of jargon, taxonomic names for birds
But they can't even define what's simple
With that problem, man we got our hands full
We just cop out
Said that salt is salty, the is the, we live without
A real definition, but I think it's those words that are most profound
Belief, God Truth the list goes on, but this is where true wisdom is found
There's the trivial we can seek define
Or there's the words that matter most which will define
Us, it's those words I think that we should not just verbalize
But instead simply realize
That the definition is known by experience
It's indescribable because they're just that amazing
Our inexperience
Of what's unimportant is as tragic as not knowing
Our own Father, and the pursuit of other things to define us
Is as trivial as looking for a definition of truth.

poem by David Knox
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Silence of the victim

I was a victim.
I am not any longer.
But within my head and heart I still am the victim.
I cant forget nor can I move on.
I never spoke out.
I had the silence of a victim.
To afraid to speak.

Silence of the victim.
I didnt speak untill it was to late.
More crap followed.
I put my family in danger.
I should of kept shut.
Most of it never was told.
Cos I had the silence of the victim.
Never did dare to speak.

To be the victim
It was hard.
But still I seem to be that victim.
I cant move on.
I am weak

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Right Call To Define It

Chasing rainbows on one's knees,
Is not a good sign one is understanding...
The definition of happiness.
Or hasn't learned too many lessons about life.

Anything chased on knees,
Can not be taken too seriously.
It is only with faith kept and knowing...
Anything that belongs needs not to be chased.

And...
If it is,
Chased...
Somebody is being made a fool.
And 'if' that somebody is on knees...
Pleading,
'Baby baby please I'm in need? '
Well...
Stupidity for this action,
Would be the right call to define it!
Don't look for any other definition to depict this.
Stupidity is what this is!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everybody's A Victim

Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
I demand recompense
For sitting on the fence
Throughout my adult life
You've got to put my parents in jail
For raising me in Fife
It doesn't matter what I do
You have to say it's alright
And I need you to send somebody around
To tuck me in at night
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Well it's not my fault
That I'm positive
I just stuck a needle in my arm
And nobody told me
That sixty a day
Would do me any harm
My liver's shrivelling like a leaf
But it's not the whisky that doo's it
Call me irresponsible
And I'm really going to lose it
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Wear a ribbon for this
Hug a stranger for that
Light a candle to the dead
And soon you'll forget
That you ever had
A brain inside our head
We value everythin the same
We turn it into farce
So we don't know a crisis
'Till it kicks us up the arse
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA

song performed by by Proclaimers
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Definition of a victim: a person to whom life happens.

quote by Peter McWilliams
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You Silence

i would like to believe
in your silence you preach it
between us
sometimes i think it must
be your nature
born to it and shall die with it
you are promising
in your life's career but
there is this silence that i
cannot understand
what for? so we may listen?
we have been trying to listen?
but you do not find
value in the use of words or
even symbols

i accept you brother,
there must be reasons of your heart
that our hearts do not know
i agree with you brother
in silence perhaps there is a cure
for this disease
whatever that is
i make a promise
we love you and we accept
whatever you are
wherever you are.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Define insanity, define me

'A spectrum of behaviours characterised by
certain abnormal mental or behavioural patterns
that may manifest as violation of societal norms
including becoming a danger to themselves and others or
nowadays denoting mental instability'

Hey! wiki define abnormal, because I don't understand
Tell me who decides societal norms, cause I didn't contribute to them
Let me be dangerous, let me be myself
The stability of whom should I look at?

Define love, define pain, define sufferance
define mercy, define justice, define tolerance
define passion, define sex, define complexity
define insanity, please define me

Take me out of this dream, I can't catch the reality
lead me through this wet fog, guide me home
all my senses are enhanced when
I'm abandoned to your memory

Borderline attitude of being nervous, occasionally anguished
a stormy spirit supposedly calm, a balance quite disturbed
people are arrogant with strange guys
people are scared about non-linear minds
are you among them?

Define love, define pain, define sufferance
define mercy, define justice, define tolerance
define passion, define sex, define complexity
define insanity, please define me

poem by Ilaria Boffa
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To Define Your Life’s Purpose

life is for doing
life is for living
life is for giving

life is also for giving
ah but what will you give...
what will be your mark definitive

to define your life’s meaning...
to define your life’s purpose...
to define ultimate essence of your soul

poem by Terence George Craddock
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A great Friend

The definition of a great
friend is.....
Sticking by you no matter what.

The definition of a great
friend is...
To dry away wet tears when you are you are down

The definition of a great
friend is....
To unstick you, when your struck

The definition of a great
friend is....
To help you through the hard times

The definition of a great
friend is....
To tell you when are wrong, to teach you to do riight.

The Definition of a great
friend is.....
to pray with you through hard times, to give a hand when your in need and hug you and let you see.

The definition of a
great friend is true, The definition of a great friend is you! ! ! ! ! ! !

poem by Dallas Turner
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I don't know how one actually would define obscenity. I'm sure the definition is different according to the age one is living in.

quote by Jane Alexander
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My Work's

My work’s
My work’s was all for you and I see that I need it and now let me feel all of it’s meaning,
All plans that I have for my past was all for your future,
I found that you made me strong and now I see that in your love I define all love in your work’s,
Time is all moving so fast and there is nothing to lose for your essence we violated all your work’s and see that nothing but pain made me see that I need to prepare that we love all nature by what we all define for the new creation,
I see that you made me strong in my heart and find that you are eventually made me see that we are creature’s that search for a Creator, this is all I see and in it let me define all it’s true meaning,
This is all that I have and in your work’s I know that you never made me fall and now I know that in your love never make me hesitate and in your love I see that in your love let me love and in these work’s I know that you never made me fall,
I know that in all work’s I see that in my life you never planned to waste any of my time and in your immutability I saw that we shared equal opportunities,
Heal me and tell me that I need it all in me for the new creation that never made me to get lost in all love that made me suffer and know that the unseen in you is all justice in you and I feel that I need and in all love that is all love that healed all afflictions.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Art is why I get up in the morning but my definition ends there. You know I don't think its fair that I'm living for something I can't even define.

quote by Ani DiFranco
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You cannot define electricity. The same can be said of art. It is a kind of inner current in a human being, or something which need no definition.

quote by Marcel Duchamp
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A life you'll never know

This is one life you'll never know.
The life of rape and abuse.
The life of a victim.
The life of feeling alone.
The life of being scared.

I was raped and abused.
It was alife I didn't ask for.
And one I wish I never knew.
But this life has stuck to me like glue.

I never wanted that life but I got it.
I now live the aftermath.
Flashbacks are a daily occurance.
Hearing and seeing things.
You helped to make me selfharm.
You made me suicidal.
I hate you.

This is the life you'll never know.
Becuase once you'd finished with me.
You left me to pick up the pieces.
And I hate you all the more.

Rage and anger fills my heart.
Destroy me you have.
I never asked for this life.
And I never asked to meet you.

I hate the life of the victim.
But as hard as I try.
I still am the victim.
The flashbacks and voices.
The nightmares and fears.
Make sure I am

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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My Best Friend

Flashes of my past,
Come back to me.
Everytime I blink,
A vision appears.

The first one is,
When I was at my old school,
Getting bullied.

The next one,
I was being bullied,
And the teachers didn't stop it.

Then,
I was at the park,
Getting picked on by older guys.

Next the vision came,
So fast,
I passed out.

While I was passed out,
Visions of when I was bullied,
Swam in my head.

One of getting punched,
One of getting called names,
One of getting tripped.

One of getting ran over,
And one of my friend,
Helping me up.

She always helped,
And always stood up,
To the bullies.

She protects me,
Because of,
Two simple things.

One I'm weaker than her,
And two,
We've been friends for a long time.

poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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The silence speaks...

Sometimes, when you are alone,
In the dark cloudy night,
Only the lightening shows you the life,
A numb silence surrounds you.
You may feel the words from the air,
You would never think of the happening,
But you know what, the silence speaks,
The silence tells us our future,
The time we can't imagine, the uncertainty,
The silence knows all of those,
There is no explanation of that,
You may call it a prejudice or blind belief,
However you define it, it is the fact,
Silence speaks us, warns us, shows us.
It is a kind of opaque mirror,
Behind its, all the future are hidden,
But we only can see the light through it,
We just need to belief inside ourselves,
Then only then we can hear, we can feel,
The silence speaks to us...

poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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Soul Violence-Tina's Story

I am Violences' Victim
which scarred my soul
slammed it down
to earthly hell
seared it;
burned it;
made it cry

It shriveled
to a gnarled
stunted hulk.

There is no greater pain.
But I endured the pain.
I lived with the pain.
The pain became me'
dominated my life.

I struck out at others.
Cursed others
Wronged friends
who tried to help.

My victim violence
raged against them too.

Yet
over time despite all that
I nurtured my soul.
Gave it milk,
walked with it day by day
toward recovery.

Made it smile once a day
til a little of its pallor came back.

I was Violence's Victim
until I realized
that one has to be willing
to allow the Soul to live
again
if not
then to die
is anti-climatic.

I used to be Violence's Victim
now it runs away
having no more power over me.

And my new power
is not over violence per se
but the power
not to let it
carry forth
from me
to others
another
singe
day.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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